Silence with a hint of blood

He walked with the blade in his hand, ready for murder

Ready to defend his honor, defend his ego

He was ready for anything to come his way

He was ready to deface a man with a heartbreak

Deface a statue of importance

Ready to fight any man, woman or child

Because skin is just blood to him

He doesn’t care

About any races, sexes, or ages too

He walked with the blade in his hand

Blood on the shirt his mama gave him

Stable in the back of his head

Like it was holding him together

But he never

Was quite so ready to face his demons  

He just, wanted a life meant for a nerd

But ended up as a murderer and a psychopath

Never wanted this life to be his

But he faces it and accepts it

He played his cards  

He never folded

Even blood suckin’ murderers have souls too

I even bet some of them watched blue's clues and had a laugh

Because momma and dada wasn’t around much

And then they get bullied in school

The pain just hurts way too much

He starts to take in this anger, no one to confide into

He just watches the moon, sees his scars and that it is deep and empty

Wanna know what else is deep and empty? His soul

Because of the people that hurt him so badly

If people really cared. They stick up for him

But they just leave him for dead

The end